Abiisntoriginal

Dear Molly, I failed you. I promised you'd live out the rest of your years with us. I promised I'd find you no matter what. I failed you. It breaks my heart. I miss you more than anything in the world. I would do anything to see you again. Anything. My heart is broken and has been for the past year. It's coming up on a year since you went missing. I wish there was a way to know if you were alive still. I hope you are. And I hope someone is taking care of you and loving you as much as we always did. You were the joy in our lives. Our days revolved around taking care of and loving you. I'm completely lost without you. Even after a year, I still don't know what to do with myself. I lost my purpose when you went missing. You're 15 now. I don't know how your health is anymore. I really really hope you're being taken care of. That worries me most of all. You deserve to be happy for the last years of your life. I'm sorry I failed you. I failed myself too. I love you, Molly. Love, Momma

I miss my girl so much. Pictures of her pop up in my memories. As other cats give me comfort, part of me just wants my Mollybear back. She was the best. I've never met a cat like her and I worry I never will meet another like her. I wanted to get a kitten while we had her so the kitten could grow up learning her ways. It's hard thinking of getting another cat when it won't be my Molly or anything like my Molly. I miss you girl. I just wish I knew where you were or if you were alive.

missing 10 months ago. I've never fully gotten past it and the past week has been extra hard on me with not having her here. They say you're not supposed to give up hope when an animal goes missing, but Molly was the sweetest, most loving cat and I know I'll never see her again. I believe someone took my girl. I feel that she is happy, but she was our cat for her whole life. Her whole 14 years of life, and I bet she wants her humans just as much as we want her. Someone took my cat and I'm never going to get to hold her and pet her again. I wish I had something to bury or give me closure, but I'm just stuck crying over my cat. I want to say I'll see her again in heaven but I don't even know if she's still alive and that's what pulls me from that idea. I saw a picture on an animal shelter site from October that looked exactly like her and immediately went to see if it was her. They said the cat was already adopted and part of me feels like it was really her and I lost my chance to get her back. I hate whoever took her. I handed out flyers and posted on all the groups I could. I almost feel positive that whomever took her, knows she's ours and lives near us. I don't want to think about the saddness anymore, but I don't ever want to forget my cat. She was a tough girl. We wanted to spend as much time with her as we could before she passed, but that opportunity was lost when she went missing. I love you, Mollybear. Thank you to all that have commented. I'm sorry for not replying to each of you. I'm bad with words, but reading your comments have helped me greatly. I learned a lot. I was not aware of the Rainbow Bridge and the idea gives me hope, although it still breaks my heart. This time of year is hard without my girl.

I'm just absolutely lost. I would have rather found her body than never see her again. I miss Molly so much. My beloved cat went missing 10 months ago. I've never fully gotten past it and the past week has been extra hard on me with not having her here. They say you're not supposed to give up hope when an animal goes missing, but Molly was the sweetest, most loving cat and I know I'll never see her again. I believe someone took my girl. I feel that she is happy, but she was our cat for her whole life. Her whole 14 years of life, and I bet she wants her humans just as much as we want her. Someone took my cat and I'm never going to get to hold her and pet her again. I wish I had something to bury or give me closure, but I'm just stuck crying over my cat. I want to say I'll see her again in heaven but I don't even know if she's still alive and that's what pulls me from that idea. I saw a picture on an animal shelter site from October that looked exactly like her and immediately went to see if it was her. They said the cat was already adopted and part of me feels like it was really her and I lost my chance to get her back. I hate whoever took her. I handed out flyers and posted on all the groups I could. I almost feel positive that whomever took her, knows she's ours and lives near us. I don't want to think about the saddness anymore, but I don't ever want to forget my cat. She was a tough girl. We wanted to spend as much time with her as we could before she passed, but that opportunity was lost when she went missing. I love you, Mollybear.